Sazandora landed with thud as we hit the sunny plains beyond Cianwood Town. I felt bad for leaving in a moment's notice but I was honestly late. I climbed off of Sazandora to spot a distraught, middle-aged man leaning by the Safari Zone building. He had a trench coat on and a patch of gray hair. He spit out a toothpick sticking in his mouth as I walked over to him.

"Heh, sorry for being late." I apologized.

"Tch. Apologies only wastes time." He said dismissively. This is the Safari Zone Warden. He's the nephew of the previous Safari Warden, but he doesn't have that hyper or eager disposition. He's more of a no-nonsense type of guy.

"Now, what did you need from me?" he inquired almost sternly.

I reached into my bag and pulled out an old book with a bookmark. I opened the book to the page about Meloetta.

"Do you have any information on the whereabouts of this Pokemon?"

The Warden took the book and stared at the page. He thought with an intense look on his face. "I've seen it once before."

"Where?"

"That information's classified. If you want it so badly," he said as he pointed to the Safari Zone. "Catch me a Shroomish. I have a friend in Hoenn who loves Shroomish."